Black Poetry : Watchin My Back…

Who’s Who? that’s the question of my life.
Through out these 16 years, most of wat I’ve felt is strife.
No one to really turn to,
But their all so quick to say…”Hey gurl! Don’t I know you”?
Rhetorical questioning, don’t even try that.
Cuz I remember you,
you’re the same one who tried to stab me in my back.
I’ve come to realize that there’s a lot of Slim’s, but all of them are quite Shaddy.
So im constantly checkin my company,
Making sure I know whos tryin to get next to me.
You somehow know how to talk my talk and even managed to imitate my walk.
Its almost as if I can hear Dre in the back ground singing…”You are the prototype”…
But I’ve got news for you,
And please trust and believe that every word that proceeded out of my mouth is true.
I see you and I know your objective
Cuz Im watchin my back…